In the quiet of the dawn, her whispers soothe,
A lullaby of love, unwavering truth.
Her hands, worn from toil yet tender still,
Crafting dreams with an indomitable will.

Eyes that see beyond the world’s facade,
Reflecting wisdom in each gentle nod.
Her laughter, a melody of pure delight,
Chasing shadows, bringing light.

Through storms and trials, she stands tall,
A fortress of love, a shelter for all.
Her courage, a beacon in the darkest night,
Guiding us with a steadfast light.

Oh, mother, your spirit’s grace prevails,
In every story, in every tale.
Your legacy, a testament of love’s might,
Forever cherished in the heart’s sight.